bethb's Diaryland
Diary
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zillionaire
ok. made it 4 days without hurting myself. i actually filled out an accident report for the foot thing. which i think is more of a bruised heel thing. still hurts. still some minor limping. le mari brought in good donuts this morning and gave me a book for my birthday. i'm sorta worried that i'm not smart enough for it, but he and i have similar senses of humour so i won't worry about it. i cancelled the party i was going to have tomorrow- partly because of the foot thing and i didn't think i had it in me to clean the house gimping around and partly because if one more person said they already had plans to see star wars i was going to cry in front of people. i mean seriously. i'm glad i'm not important enough to postpone seeing a fucking movie or getting off of work for one night. i keep thinking about getting a tattoo. which is kinda dumb probably when you're 32 but it keeps popping up. yeah. also- i got a check from the american music stage poops. they didn't write the number in the number box, but he spelled out the total on the line. i've copied it and practiced forging his writing. i mean seriously. i'm pretty sure it's an intentional "whoopsie"....is it illegal to fill in the number? i'm just gonna write in the amount he wrote out...not what i SHOULD have been. what a dickface. i should have charged him everytime he called me "sweetie" ugh. so gross. plus i'd be a zillionaire.
12:18 p.m. - 2005-05-20
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